Arizona weekly enterprise., 1887-04-30
BURIED ALIVE.

Whom old Uncle Pcllicoe died, he left his whole fortune 10 Peleg Pellicoc, cousin forty years his junior.
 He's the only one of the name," said Uncle Pellicoe. when he made tie will. "and though I didn't like him much, blood is thicker than water. Naturally. suppose, I'd orter die sooner than he does, but I'm sort Q well and comfortable ioo,,n'. and un- less 1 yet strose O numpaisy or suth- in another pisons me, l don't kinder calkerlatc but what I'll make old bones.
 'Iiowcyer, I'll get the will ofFcn my mind, and then it will be settled. You needn't tell Peleg, and then he'll be sure to put nothin in my wittles that's unholsomc."
 So Lawyer Bunker .'said nothing" And when one day poor NIr. Pelli- COG was found sitting bot upright in q great Dutch seaside chair with roof to it-which he liked 10 read in of sun ny days-with his eyes shut and his hands on his knees, and being called made no answer, and was pronounc q dead by the doctor, ''who saraly ought to know" everyone said, Pe.eg was as much surprised at his good fortune as anyone.
 He did not know it until after the funeral. of coursc, anl then he burst into tears.
 '.I don't think I could hev been more keorful of Uncle Pelieoe than was" he said; but dent feel as eff I'd half preciated him.
 The heir lay in his warm bel that night, and thought for long while over all that had come and gone.
 He hal the house and lands, and certain sums in the banks, and was to be called rich.
 He could marry Miss Peyser, who had always seemed Co him q very charming wife for anybody.
 Yes if that man was d king" sad Peleg. And she is saving too" Peleg was saving" himself. "Why, I'd give her a diamond ring for an en- gagged ring" said Peleg. with a sigh. '.if it had been left ne Perhaps it was he said, Everything to Peleg Pellicoe. But they didn't get it of They wouldn't thy. Sacms to ne. I'd ortcr hev had courage to try myself It's very valuable"
 He sat up on bis elbow, and looked
 
 It was bright night, though white clouds were scudding across big yell low moon.
 He could see the poplars in the graveyard quite plainly from lis bed. "Now, l could take the key of the vault" he said, "and go down to the churchyard. and go in with lantern and get that ring of. 1 calculate wouldn't be afraid to do it."
 lie got up as he spoke, and began tc dress himself, wrapping well up, and tying a comforter over his ears. IT eu he lit lantern, and opening his Win dow, dropped to tho grass below.
 He passed nobody on the road, and opened the vault easily.
 Then he hung the lantern high, and began opening the coffin.
 Within, as he drew off the lid, ht saw no trrible sight.
 Uncle Pelicoe only seemed asleep. The hand with the ring upon it was crossed outside the other; the rug Wa. still immova,le. bnt Peleg was pre- pared for this.
 He had brought q razor in his pock ct, If the ring would not come off th, finger must. Then he would cross tn, other hand over it.
 After all, it could do no good t. Uncle Pellicoe to moulder into dus with a couple of thousand dollars worth of jewellery shut up in hi coffin.
 Peleg set the lantern close to th coffin. and began to cut softly. h razor went in easily, but Peieg was no so brave as he thought Ee was. II shuddered and shraak back.
 In moment he had nerved himsel to go on, but as he turned towards tn coffin a pair of han is were stictche towards him, one of them drippin with blood. 4 voice shricked somt thing. He was clutched- closely, an coffin, lantern, himself, and what i supposed to be a ghost, tumbled to th ground together.
 He was on his feet in a moment. w;1s tho ghost after him. He ran, ti ghost after him. He climbed t churchyard wall. The ghost atterapte it, failed. and was tottcring to ti earth when Pcleg looked back. | saw that this was no ghost, but a re man, and came back again.
 ''Oh, Uncle Pellicoe,' he said, 'H you alive7''
 II be-" said Uncle Pellicoe. 1T Lleedin' awful"
 Come to the doctor" said Pele ''I'll carry you. Oh. Lord, you VI buried alive! Oh, twas inspiratiC Tod me to go to your tomb. 1 says myself, uncle is alive So l come al took razor to you. That allus brin, folks tu, ef they aren't real dead.
 Docs itP" gasped Uncle Pcllicoe, he was dumped on the doctors pore while Peleg beloved, Doctor, dc torr' at the top of his lungs
 The doctor came down. There Vi great commotion The dead-ali vas put to bel fed with restorative